A Salutary Scarf By The Nome King, birthday gift for Ben300 @ Furaffinity ---------- Beams of light from an evening sun pieced through wispy clouds that shone over a university, slivers of red and orange burned across the sky as the sun began to set, leaving behind a cold winter breeze. Bustling crowds of students began to flow into the large accommodation buildings that surrounded the campus, their noisy voices filling the surrounding environment with ambient chatter. A man in a hoodie pushed passed a few of the slower walking students, he grumbled to himself as he tried to make progress through the waves of idiots which seemed to have no sense of urgency or a desire to move faster than a slug. He brushed the dark medium length hair away from his ears as he ascended the steps of the halls, making his way up the same set of stairs he’d climbed a hundred times before. The man appeared bothered and clearly quite tired, a day of long hard studying, writing a dissertation and getting little to no social interaction; it wasn’t how Ben wanted to spend his time. He walked along a long crowded hallway, pushing past a few students who obnoxiously sat in the walkway so they could talk with their friends in their rooms. He walked over their legs and pushed past a few people who were just standing in his way, and felt quite irritated at the living obstacles in his path. Ben would have been more patient but he had no time for manners, he’d almost finished his dissertation which he wanted to complete soon, then he could finally relax. He rummaged in his pocket before bringing out a set of jingling keys, and inserted it within the lock. The smell of stale biscuits, energy drinks and chemicals filled his nose as he opened the door and walked into his rather unclean shared dorm room before he shut the door behind him. He flicked the light switch and looked around the room, then across to the open door which led into the bathroom that contained the shower and toilet. “Hmmm, must be out partying” Ben said in his recognisably semi-Swedish accent before placing the keys on a bookshelf near the door and wandered over to his computer desk. It appeared even his lousy good-for-nothing roommate Sam was absent, leaving him alone with nobody to keep him company while he finished his dissertation. Ben threw his bag onto the lower bunk and chuckled to himself while scratching his short black goatee at the rather circumstantial situational irony, because he was almost never able to get work done with Sam around. But considering he was out of the room it meant he could concentrate and finish his work, provided he could keep away from the temptation of the internet and the naughty sites contained therein. Ben sighed and kicked off his shoes before sitting down on his desk chair, which prompted a loud creak from the metal joint; which reminded Ben that he still needed to apply some WD40 to prevent further squeaking. He leaned over and was about to press the power button on his laptop when he saw something sitting on his desk out of the corner of his eye, which looked like it’d been put there quite recently. It appeared to be some kind of box, and from its shiny exterior packaging it looked like a present. The shiny red matte and foil surface glimmered in the light of the room’s halogen bulb, and there appeared to be a note attached to the parcel. Ben reached over and picked the present up, finding it to be surprising light, almost as if it was totally empty. He turned the note around to read the somewhat familiar handwriting that’d been scrawled in using a blue pen. “Ben, Sorry for the late birthday gift, Have fun.” Ben smiled at the message which appeared before him, and realised it must have been from Sam. He’d forgotten to buy him a present three months prior after both spending all his money on chemicals to synthesise serums, as well as having little to no time to himself. Ben turned the present around to find it’d be wrapped rather nicely, but his roommate’s sloppy wrapping skills gave the game away, along with his signature handwriting. A smile curled across Ben’s lips as he stood up and removed his jumper, leaving him in nothing but his plain blue t-shirt and grey jeans. He threw his hoodie atop his bag that’d been hurled onto his bed and sat back down, then slipped his fingers under the paper folds to being unwrapping his surprise gift. This was just what Ben needed after the day he’d had, and his thoughts began to run wild with whatever might be contained within. Knowing his roommate, he suspected to find some kind of serum with an injector inside; or some voucher for a video game. He tore the wrapping paper away and found the perfectly square box was actually a branded box for a router Sam had bought a few days prior, Ben then realised the gift must be inside and he’d not just given him an empty box. He lifted up the cardboard tab and opened the lid, before peering inside to see what treasures he might behold. “A scarf?!” Ben exclaimed as he reached into the box and pulled out a long red and blue knitted scarf. Admittedly the scarf was wonderfully made, it felt soft and silky against his fingers; but he still didn’t quite understand why Sam would get him such an odd piece of apparel. He pulled the scarf out of the box and looked at the bottom, in the hopes he might see some note or device; but alas it just appeared to be the scarf that was contained within. “Strange…” Ben muttered to himself as he placed the empty box on the desk while pondering the reasoning Sam would have to determine that scarf would be a good gift, and started to inspect the weave. It appeared to be just a normal scarf, while the entire surface seemed to be a nice crimson colour, there were thin blue stripes woven periodically through the length which tipped both ends off. After a few moments of inspecting the scarf he began to like the appearance, and with a grin on his face he walked over towards the large mid-length mirror that hung on his door, before wrapping the new piece of apparel around his neck. Almost immediately he began to feel his neck warming up from his ambient body heat, and the more he wrapped it around; the more comfortable it felt. Ben felt a nice soothing surge of heat spreading through his upper body which made him smile before he pressed the scarf against his nose and took a quick sniff, and could tell it’d been recently washed with some kind of chemical; the smell was like it’d just come out of the dryer after a good long clean even thought it was clearly brand new. He stood in the mirror and looked at the scarf as it draped over his body, and felt quite pleased at how much he was able to wrap it around his neck, and by the way there was a long part of the scarf that hung down. “Ok…it’s pretty comfy” Ben said with a grin on his face before turning away from the mirror to walk back to his desk, a little redness appearing in his cheeks as he felt somewhat embarrassed he felt so happy over such a simple item of attire. A sudden sharp pressure that appeared in his lower neck stopped Ben in his tracks, and made him bring a hand up towards the scarf to see what’d caused the sudden sensation of discomfort. Ben looked up as he tried to focus on finding whatever had been pressing against his skin, it felt like some hard object had been digging into his flesh. He began to get his grips around something soft but quite thin, and began to think about how Sam probably forgot to remove a label or tag. He gripped the object tightly and pulled it downwards sharply before letting out a loud cry of pain. A sudden sting pulsated through his neck as he yanked the offending object out from behind the scarf, and began to wonder if something had dug into his flesh. Ben pulled his hand out and looked down to see what appeared to be quite a small fluffy white feather grasped between his fingers, which made him feel rather confused at first. Then he realised that the scarf didn’t have any padding, or feathers inside, and he began to think of why there was a feather in his neck. Just as his mind began to slowly work out what this might mean, he felt a series a sudden sharp tingling sensations spreading across his neck and upper back. The sensation was like pins and needles, but it seemed to be concentrating around his neck and shoulders. The tingling felt quite painful at first, but soon began to feel quite soothing, until it was like a relaxing rush of tingling afflicting his skin. Regardless of how nice this felt, Ben wasn’t comfortable with what was going on and tugged his scarf and shirt away in an attempt to look down at his chest, but couldn’t see anything but human skin and hair. He then turned around to face the mirror, in an attempt to identify the source of the tingling. His eyes bulged open as he gazed upon what appeared to be short white tubes growing out from underneath his neck, which gradually started to break through his skin. Short fluffy tips puffed out from the ends and started to expand outwards, growing longer and fatter as they extend out from the hard shiny tubes. Ben panicked and grabbed a handful of the objects and tugged as many of these objects out of his skin. He winced at the pain and looked down, only to see even more of the soft fluffy white feathers lying in his open palms. He looked up into the mirror and watched his cheeks blush bright red as a rather fluffy layer of white feathers began to press against the outer rim of his scarf before they spilled over the edge, while the feathers he’d just plucked from his neck began to rapidly regrow. Ben reached up to try and pull more out, even though he was very much aware these feathers seemed to be growing for his skin. His fingertips pushed up underneath the soft fluffy feathers where he wrapped his fingers in order to pull even more of them out, until his panic subsided and he started to calm down; even as the feathers spread up his neck. “Urhhh…whaa…ohhh fffuck mmmmmm, wh…why does that feel so warm” Ben said in disillusion before the sensations of his fingertips brushing over his feathery neck began to make him feel quite relaxed. He blushed as instead of pulling out his feathers, he began to rub and stroke them; seemingly enjoying the sensation. Moments later the human skin beneath the scarf totally disappeared behind the soft feathery fluff, leaving his neck looking rather puffy. Ben began to think about why this might be happening, he hadn’t taken any serum nor had he stepped on any vials that’d been left lying around the clothing strewn floors. He couldn’t think of any reason why this might be happening, even though It exhibited the exact same characterises as the serum they both used regularly, unless… “Sam you asshole! I’ve got work to….dooooo! ohhhh…whaaat!” Ben shouted in anger, before his sudden fist clench unintentionally gripped a handful of his feathers; sending a rather relaxing wave of heat surging through his chest. Ben realised that his roommate must have somehow loaded the scarf with vectors for the serum; so when he’d touched and wrapped the scarf around his neck, it’d transmitted the serum into his body via the clothing, hence the strange smell he’d detected before. Ben’s fingers worked upwards as he rubbed his thick bunch of white feathers, and began to rather enjoy how it felt to knead and massage the quill covered feathery flesh. The tired looking student looked into the mirror to see the white quills had begun to slowly spread up his neck and towards his cheeks and hair, where they continued to grow and spread like some kind of strange infection. Ben’s blushing cheeks reddened even more so after feeling a certain familiar tightness developing within his jeans, a stiff organ he knew he’d need to sate before the evening was out; thanks to his devious dickhead of a roommate. “Urrff…some gift S…sam, f..feels good though” Ben groaned and murmured as he began to undo the button on his jeans while pulling down the zip, clearly possessed with the intention of releasing his manhood. Ben looked back up to see his throbbing man-meat pressing against his underwear as it pushed its way out from the open zipper of his loose jeans, a slightly wet patch developed at the tip to show that Ben was very much aroused. The expanding blood filled member grew larger still as he undid the tip button and allowed his jeans to slide down his legs freely, leaving him standing admiring a rather obvious growth within his black boxer underwear. Ben’s hand ran across his throbbing prick as he felt desperate to massage it, but as his eyes wandered upwards; he saw that his entire neck had been coated in the soft white feathers. His shirt slowly began to puff up and press outwards as he felt the spreading feathers growing across his shoulders and upper chest, presumably with the growing feathers pressing up beneath the surface of his blue shirt. Ben reached up and started to knead the fluffy mass of white feathers around his neck, which caused his eyes to roll up at the tingling feelings of relaxing bliss that shuddered through his neck and body. It felt like he was having a hundred separate fingers gently stroke all over his neck, which send electric tingling feelings through his skin. His erect prick grew even more obvious within his trousers and began to pulsate with need, but Ben continued to stroke his feathers before deciding to inspect his changes. His fingers wrapped around the neck of his shirt as he tugged downwards to see a nice spreading coat of the same white feathers, they appeared to be growing out of his human skin and began to gradually convert and transform his flesh from human to avian. “S…some kind of bird?” Ben said to himself as he looked up towards his hands, and felt surprised they’d not changed yet; he at least expected them to begin fusing into the beginning of what he’d call his wings. No such change occurred, and Ben’s thoughts were forcefully interrupted by a sudden jolt of pleasure which shot down Ben’s spine, this drew his attention away from his feathery neck and chest, and towards what felt like a growth in his underpants. Unlike the bulge in the front of his undergarments; this felt strangely uncomfortable, so Ben began to turn himself around so his back was facing the mirror in order to observe whatever was happening. He almost immediately understood what was occurring as he looked upon what appeared to be a growing lump pressing against his the edge of his underwear. This lump started to stretch forwards, and he could feel some rather sensual vibrations as new bones and cartilage popped into place. This growth began to stretch out and becoming longer, it rubbed up against his buttocks which felt like it was something rather long and slender. His confidence was shattered as he realised the shape didn’t fit what he’d expect to find on a bird, it was far too long and flexible for that. Ben blushed suddenly as he felt the growing object sliding up between his buttocks, before the tip started pressing against his testicles while the tight black pants kept everything locked together. Ben’s legs began to quiver and shake at the feeling of what he knew to be a growing tail tickling the surface of his testicles, while the base of this lengthening appendage began to grow out from the top of his pants, until it grew so much it’d started to stretch the fabric apart. Ben fell to his knees and turned his gaze towards the mirror to see what appeared to be white fuzz growing at the base of his tail, however what caught his eye the most; were a series of long white feathers growing out from his lower back. Ben groaned and pressed his hands against the floor as his tail grew longer, feeling tighter and more uncomfortable within the confines of his pants; which were clearly not designed for morphing anatomy. Suddenly he let out a loud gasp and the pressure was revealed by the loud noise of tearing underpants. Ben moaned happily as he detected what felt like a long flowing tail suddenly come free from his torn undergarments, and was more than accustomed to how a tail felt at this point. Still curious as to what his newfound appendage looked like; he turned his head back again to look into the mirror, and besides seeing a nice puckered asshole, he observed what appeared to be a long slender tail. White fur gradually grew across towards the end of his tail and spread across the lightly coloured skin, where the tip suddenly puffed outwards into a lion-like bob of fluff. “A….a gryphon?! Really…Sa…a.aahhhH!!” Ben said aloud as he finally understood what he was becoming, before a sudden rush of pleasure spread to his loins to remind him that he still had a cock which needed sating. Ben looked down between his legs to see his still human cock throbbing against his crotch, but needed far more than just the sensual pulsating rhythms of his heart to get off. Ben reached a hand down and began to grip his nice hot dick, before brushing the skin back and forth over his cockhead. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine what it’d be like to become a fully-fledged gryphon, he almost never used chimera based serums; but he couldn’t deny how amazing it all felt. His moans became louder as he flicked his tail upwards to reveal his changing puckered anus, and let out a rather loud groan of joy at the sensation and sound of his popping pelvis shifting in shape and function. His lower digestive tract followed suit with the rest of his altering anatomy and the thin layer of muscle underneath the dock of his lion tail started to throb and swell, his anus gradually growing larger and fatter with every passing second. White fur spread around his swelling pulsating asshole before spreading into the crack of his backside, all the while the once human skin started to blotch white. His once peach pucker began to change to a nice albino white as the melanin drained away, as if bleach had been poured into the skin which slowly shifted the shade from pink to a light grey. Ben grunted and raised his ass high into the air while flicking his long lionlike tail back and forth, his cheek growing red at how amazing his growing pucker felt as it was dragged upwards towards the dock of his tail. Tingling spread down towards his backside where the fat and muscle started to swell behind the skin, engorging his lower torso and making his hips and buttocks larger and fatter by the second. Even louder and more pleasurable moans escaped Ben’s maw as he closed his eyes, as he only wanted to imagine what it looked like; he wanted to take in the amazing feelings of change and his slow transformation into a hybrid of bird and beast. “Oka….okay It’s pretty damn…g.gooood p..present!” Ben groaned with a blushing face as he flicked his long slender white lion tail upwards to reveal his still expanding backside while the fur from around his anus began to encroach from inside his backside, until it started to spread across his lower body. A tightness started to develop in his shirt under the pressure of all his growing feathers, and until now he’d only been feeling the individual quills pressing against the fabric. Slowly but surely his shirt started to tear and rip at the back, under the expansion of not only his huge mass of spreading feathers, but also the growing muscles that Ben could feel surging like fiery bands of heat underneath his skin. He moaned at the feeling of his expansion, and winced at the noise of his favourite t-shirt slowly starting to tear apart. Ben felt both annoyed and aroused at this moment, but realised he could always buy another shirt and let out a gasp as his white fluffy feathers began to appear beneath the opening holes of his shirt. His muscles and back coursed with power and heat, while more and more mass seemed to develop around the muscles near his spine, shoulders and chest; until they become much larger than were necessary for a beast confined to quadrupedal movement. Ben turned his head back to look at the mirror, and blushed as his saw his beautiful white lion ass and swelling backside, before diverting his attention down to his feet. He grinned as he felt the sounds of popping bones animating from underneath his jeans, and promptly stepped out of his jeans before kicking them against the mirror and door, all the while observing his growing ass and magnificent feathery furry backside. “Mmmmore…need more ffff…f…feathers” Ben groaned deeply as leaned forward and rested all of his weight onto his left elbow, while forcibly tugging downwards on his shirt in order to tear away his clothing which only forced his backside even further up into the air. The shirt began to rip and tear away like tissue paper under the strength of Ben’s strengthening shoulders and upper arms, until he dragged away the remainder of his blue shirt and tossed it aside to reveal a feathery chest that had begun to become even more fluffy as time had gone on. His chest looked more like a bird’s plumage than a human chest at this point, but Ben certainly wasn’t complaining about how warm and sensual his new feathery hide felt. At this point his midsection had remained mostly unchanged, but the feathers from his plumage had begun to spread across his upper belly and down towards his navel where they became smaller and smaller; until fur started to replace where they would’ve appeared. Ben reached back down to stroke his dick, but then found that his hands gripping nothing but air. Ben looked down his navel in order to see what’d happened to his prick, only to see see his legs slowly starting to extend and pop upwards. Loud pops and snapping noises were heard from his feet as they began to grow upwards which forced him to rest his weight upon toes, all the while his socks were swelling with the growing digits within. He looked at his crotch, eager to see what’d become of his dick and found it’d started to swell and engorge against his belly and crotch. He reached down and tried to slip his hands around his member, but found that he was unable; it was only then did he realise his dick had begun to fuse with the skin of his belly. Ben suddenly smiled and immediately moved his fingertips upwards to the loosening foreskin which started to also merge with his navel, before the tip of his cock slowly started to extend out the still rather loose sheath of flesh. Ben moaned as he pushed his fingers into the warm moist foreskin, which felt much looser than before. He was all too familiar with the typical genital rearrangements that some beasts had, and he greatly enjoyed what would happen next “Urghhh…god that feels g…good!” Ben murmured and moaned deeply as he started to feel his glands slowly slide out from his merging dick against his fingertips, while his human cock looked more like a crude sheath than a functional penis. He pulled his fingers out of the shifting skin and stroked the tip of his extending dick-head, all the while flicking his tail and raising his ass in the air so he could not only enjoy the feeling of his changing dick; but also the sensations of his expanding ass and still throbbing anus. A tickling sensation spread across his testicles as white fur slowly began to spread and convert the once human flesh into fertile gryphon testes, which subsequently also increased their size and altered their shape. The once oval testicles began to swell and grow larger, while they rounded off slightly before drooping down into a rather attractive looking silky white sagging scrotum. Ben’s mouth opened wide as he lifted his tail up high to the heavens at the amazingly sexual sensation of his swelling balls, while at the same time the smooth bestial fur started to spread across his merged human cock and crotch. Ben kept his eyes locked on his extending cockhead, and watched the tip rapidly thin out into a rather distinct point while at the same time; more and more shiny wet red flesh gradually extended from what remained of his human foreskin. At this point his human cock no longer existed, and instead it’d become a housing for a new feline dick that’d begun to extend out of the new animalistic sheath. Fur totally covered his crotch, testicles and the new sensual feline sheath and met up with the furry pelt that was growing from his front, all the while more feathers poked up from whatever human flesh remained until Ben was beholden to an impressive throbbing lion shaft sticking neatly out of his smooth white sheath. The horny human didn’t even hesitate at sight of his new member and began to gently rub his human fingers across the moist red lion cock. Almost immediately; loud groans of pure animal bliss echoed in the room, moans to express how stupendous the combined throbbing of his swelling prostate that was buried deep within his entirely changed feline rump, and the pulsating sensations of his massive lion balls felt to Ben. “Mmm…more!” Ben grunted deeply at the feeling of the rather violent and sudden snapping vibrations that began to shudder up his arms and into his body, his feet and legs also began to snap and pop loudly as his skeleton began to reshape into something more suitable. The sounds and sensations of his upper legs shortening and his shoulders reconfiguring made Ben realise he’d probably be standing on four limbs for quite a while to come, which he didn’t mind at all; it’d been too long since he’d taken a break from bipedal movement. Loud tearing noises filled the room once more as his socks began to tear and rip, his expanding feet were testing the limits of his garments until they finally tore away to reveal his expanding hind legs. He blushed and groaned to himself at the feeling of his toes snapping loudly, he then turned his head and watched as long grey claws started to slide from what remained of his socks. A grin spread across Ben’s face at the feeling of the remnants of his socks being shredded by his new sharp lion claws, all the while fur spread down his long beautiful feline hind legs until they reached and began to spread across his puffy digits. All of a sudden he felt a rushing wave of heat surge up into his torso and through his arms, forcing him to tense his muscles and grit his teeth. All the while he could feel feathers spreading up to through his hair, and watched the strands of long black hair falling away to reveal more and more wonderful white feathers, even the hairs of his goatee had started to gradually fall away. A painful prodding sensation began to make itself apparent behind his shoulder blades, a feeling which was simultaneously painful but oddly arousing. It felt like the kind of feeling you’d experience from an orgasm, the brain registered it as painful thanks to the sudden muscular contraction; but due to the sudden rush of endorphins that pain was transformed into pleasure. Suddenly long pale fleshy appendages began to spread out from his white feathery back, which immediately started to extend and grow towards the ceiling at an alarming rate. Muscles that’d been growing and bulging out from his back mere minutes before, started to rapidly twitch and contract, all of a sudden these growing fleshy appendages began to move. New muscles and ligaments formed around the bones that grew from Ben’s back, like the feeling of cracking one’s knuckles, the seemingly pleasurable vibrations rocked through Ben’s entire skeleton while his muscles and body adapted to these new extensions of his being. Ben gasped as these strange limbs started to grow and extend, until they bent at a joint before continuing to stretch forwards, all the while he kept his eyes focussed on his hands as the nails started to stretch out into fierce looking points. He watched with fascination as the upper part of his hands and arms started to blotch with a deep yellowish hue, all the while a strange dryness spread across his skin until it started to section off into rounded scale-like structures. His attention was driven away from his hands as they snapped and cracked into place, his mind now totally preoccupied with the feeling of his newly growing appendages, as they started to become almost as long as his lion-like legs. “Yeeeeessss!!! Ww….wings!” Ben gasped deeply as his feline hind paws popped and pushed upwards until he felt his weight being supported by a nice set of fat grey paw-pads. His toes continued to gradually extend and swell with more muscle and fat, until his feet were totally converted into a beautiful set of elegant albino lion paws. All the while his hands and back were looking more and more birdlike by the second, made worse by the rapid extension of his featherless wings which had begun to develop the thin white quills that would herald the coming of feathers. Ben arched his back up and raised his eyes to the sky, his mind swimming with new thoughts and sensations. He could feel his new limbs twisting and twitching, he could sense the quills pushing out from his pale skin which would eventually provide him with large white wings. His tail flicked back and forth happily as he closed his eyes, and simply enjoyed the sensation of the newly configuring additions which were rapidly rewiring themselves into his nervous system. His spine suddenly popped and cracked loudly, forcing him to bend his back downwards at the sudden growth of his spinal column. Ben moaned in delightful alien bliss at the feeling of his entire body extending and growing a little larger, his once human skeleton slowly started to expand and grow into something far more strange and unique. Ben finally began to feel a sense of control within his twitching avian limbs, which continued to grow longer still, until they resembled a large set of featherless bird wings. Even more quills began to grow from his new limbs, upper arms and even across his cheeks. Slowly but surely, new white silky feathers gradually extended from the smooth white quills that jutted out from the slightly bumpy lightly coloured flesh. All the while Ben’s skin had continued to harden and dry around his hands and lower arms, and the once pink skin had begun to gradually change to a deep yellowy orange. There seemed to be a divide between the orange of his palms and arms, and the harder darker shade which covered the tops of his arms, hands and fingers. Ben smiled as he brought his head back down to see what was becoming of his hands, and watched with glee at the sight of his thumb popping backwards into a new shape that would be more suitable for an avian. He shivered at the sight of seeing his thumb and fingers extend and twist into positions a human’s hand could never achieve, yet it rapidly began to feel more and more natural. Meanwhile his little finger began to slowly shrink into a hand that was rapidly becoming less and less human, until his thumb turned backwards entirely; leaving him with a paw like shape reminiscent of a bird of prey. He watched as the human skin started to dry up and clump into rounded scales, his nails grew longer and longer until he was scraping a set of long sharp grey talons against the wooden floor of his dorm room. More and more feathers coated his twitching wings until the last small patches of flesh were coated, and Ben looked back in the mirror to see his feathery and fluffy backside presented in the mirror, a smooth set of feline legs that tapered down to white fluffy paws. A magnificent set of white wings stretched upwards from his back, which Ben began to move up and down, utilising the new strong muscles in his back, sides and chest to provide the required strength in order to beat these heavy limbs. Ben sniggered as he created a rather strong gust of wind in his apartment, which blew away all his clothes to reveal the floor he and his roommate rarely saw. He turned his attention back towards his hands which were beginning to look much more like bird legs than human arms, the shape and function of which felt even more natural to Ben; until he found it quite natural to move and manipulate. The scaly skin spread up and converted the rest of the human skin on his arms, until the only thing human that remained was his rather feathery face. Ben’s even larger heart and lungs began to pump and pant loudly as he felt more and more of the feathers spreading across his cheeks, the last strands of his human hair fell away until his entire scalp was covered in his long smooth fluffy white feathers; which made him look rather regal. His ears had already started to grow longer, but they began to curl upwards to face forwards as tiny soft feathers spread across their surface. “Urrghh….so c…clloossseee!! Jussst a bit Moorrawww Wwwwarrrk!” Ben groaned as his felt his prostate pounding deep inside his throbbing feline loins, a feeling which made him realise he was much closer to orgasm than he thought. Ben’s throbbing lion dick pounded against his feathery belly with need, his eyes rolling up into his head with longing sexual pleasure and a desire to cum. Ben reached his scaly talented paw underneath his belly, and pressed the padded avian gripper around the lion-like member to feel the last drips of human cum oozing out. His entire body shivered with delight at the sensation of his scaly avian paw against the sensitive red lion prick; his long flexible feline tail flicked back and forth with delight as how good his strangely jointed bird-like paw felt against his aching member. Ben smiled before groaning deeply at the feeling of a strange creaking sensation within his neck, until he realised that his face had begun to gradually move forwards. His neck slowly extended away from his shoulders, which caused the feathers behind his head to flare up, giving him a rather puffy look. Ben’s human moans slowly started to warp and twist, his vocal cords stretching and shifting shape to produce a call that was more suiting for a bird of prey. Ben knew what was coming next, and since he’d seen it occur in class before; he was eager to know what the last phase would feel like. He began to use his tongue to explore his mouth in hopes he’d find what he was looking for, and as he expected he found a rather sharp point extending out from where his teeth had been before. Ben looked towards the window, through the pane into the burning evening sky before closing his eyes and opening his mouth. Small droplets of fluid trickled down from his tightly closed eyelids as what appeared to be the tip of a orangey beak slowly started to extend past his lips, a loud creaking sound echoing in the room at the rapid expansion of his skull. “ARrhwwwwaarrrrrk!” Ben groaned as his larynx shifted even further, until no human noises could be heard; only the sounds of an eagle in either pain of pleasure left his rapidly transforming maw. Ben’s apparent crying might indicate that the extension of his beak was painful, when in actuality the tears were produced by the pressure being exerted upon his tear glands, as his beak began to reshape his skull. From Ben’s perspective the feeling of his growing beak was a bizarrely pleasant one, it felt like an unpleasant pressure was being slowly relieved over time; and the more his growing beak forced it’ way out of his lips, the more pleasant it felt. In reality his beak was just the fused by-product of his teeth, which had no doubt been gradually merging together over the span of his shift from human to gryphon; only now was it becoming visible. Ben’s lips stretched open wide as the two long hard keratin beak parts extended out from his human mouth, which began to rapidly warp and change his facial appearance. He puffed air through his nostrils as his upper lip began to fuse with his nose, until the two holes slowly turned upwards and rested upon the side of his beak. His lower lips pulled back until the edge of his lower beak came free, his entire skull creaked and popped loudly at the rather impressive growth that forced its way out of what remained of his human mouth. The edges of what’d been his lips began to seal around his beak, while his upper beak forcefully pushed up against the bridge of his nose, leaving his nostrils in clear view of his eyes. At this point Ben’s beak and mouth looked relatively normal for a bird, however there was a significant lack of feathers covering the rest of his face. Ben opened his beak up wide and opened his eyes as the last few feathers surrounded his eyebrows, and looked into what seemed like a series of lights and colours he’d never seen before. Bands of energy coursed across the sky in blues and violets that mixed seamlessly with the reds and oranges, while he could also notice a few new coloured he’d never seen before. His now large blue avian eyes peered out into the visible and ultraviolet spectrum of light as the last of his fluffy white feathers covered the edges of his long orange beak, until he was finally complete. Ben clamped his scaly avian paw around his cock as he opened his beak and let out a rather impressive eagle-like call of pleasure and joy at the sudden explosion of pleasure inside his rear. Long streams of thick white gryphon cum splattered across the floor, over his white fur and feathers, making it rather hard to see where he’d actually stained himself. His prostate pounded within his impressively large lion rump as he shook his tail and shuddered, flapping his huge feathery wings in blissful orgasm, until he felt the last of the pleasure die away; his anus still throbbing and pulsating with the strength of his orgasm and transformation. Ben closed his beak and cooed deeply before resting his cum-stained talon back onto the floor to secure his weight, and began shaking his tail and wings happily, feeling rather pleased at how sensual and light his body felt. Ben turned his head to the side and looked down at his scarf, which seemed even more vibrant than before with his new eyesight. He reached up and effortlessly gripped the end, before tugging it downwards to fasten it tightly around his fluffy plumage, realising his talons were almost as dexterous as his former human hands. Ben cooed again in satisfaction with his new body, and looked underneath his arm to see that his lion-like prick had slowly started to retreat into his sheath, where his seed oozed out and dripped onto the wooden planks below. He felt rather pleased by this fantastic gift, and he was certainly not going to stop wearing it for a long time, as he suspected the serum infused fabric would sustain his current form for as long as he wore it. He looked back with his bright blue eyes while a small dark tongue licked the edges of his hard eagle-like beak, and Ben began to have a rather naughty thought. Using his newly configured four legs he padded over to the window and rested his upper body onto the chest of drawers, before rather clumsily unhinged the latch with the tip of his claws. Nudging the double windows open he stood atop the drawers and scraped the windowsill with his talons, his eyes locked on the setting sun. Without any hesitation or much thought, utilised the sudden burst of power from his hind legs he leaped from the window and spread his wings, before pressing them down against the wind and beating upwards. He panted from his nostrils as he began to beat his wings back and forth, before looking down to realise he was gaining altitude at a shocking rate. Higher and higher he climbed into the sky, leaving his dorm room and the human worries behind, feeling the wind beating against his feathers as the crimson sky burned brightly against his shining white feathers; illuminating the beautiful creature he’d become. He then started to glide over the city he called home, and used his keen vision to spot various roads he’d come to know while living there, and then spotted a familiar looking pub. His eyes narrowed and his tail flicked deviously in the wind. “I think I’ll pay my roomie and his friends a visit” Ben thought to himself as he swooped down through the misty clouds and towards the object of his attention. His light graceful body soared through the air like an elegant white knife through butter, while the scarf that’d started it all fluttered behind him; a very human piece of attire on an incredibly inhuman magical beast.